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CHAPTER 367
Zale was absorbed in a passionate moment in his chamber with his brunette lover, driven by an overwhelming need to reach climax together.
Whispers and tender caresses filled the air while their hips bucked against each other, meeting thrust for thrust, oblivious to the impending danger that lurked just beyond the walls.
BOOM!
The loud sound from the explosion and the force it carried sent even the walls trembling as the brunette impaling Zale's dick fell off the bed.
"Fuck! We are under attack," Zale announced as he covered his head with his hands and paid attention to his surroundings first.
Within a few seconds, his thrill of having an orgasm had dissipated, leaving only his survival instincts. Rising to his feet, he reached for the bedside drawer, opened it and took out a gun.
At the same time, the brunette rose to her feet, her mind still in a haze as she looked around the room.
